vatheon | He writes in his daily journal

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He writes in his daily journal

Who: N, his Pokemon and YOU
When: Any time during the curse
Where: (Part of) N's Castle on the Island
Style: Action, but can follow any
Status: Oooooopen

[Another week, another curse, another-- ... castle?!

Yup. There's a castle, or at least part of a castle up on the island. How did it get there? Where did it come from? Do you have the guts to attempt to explore it? Maybe there's riches inside, or a damsel in distress?

Either way, it's just sitting there, begging to be explored. Just be prepared for what you might run in to.]

(ooc: So the castle isn't completely there, it's just the center tower. Inside are a collection of rooms that all look more or less like small banquet rooms, except for one that looks more like a child's play room. N and Zoroark are wandering around, but the castle is more or less deserted aside from them. A rough map of the tower can be found here.)

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[ That's a little odd.

It doesn't help that everything is grey and more grey for her, so maybe she's a little lost. Signs would be helpful. Hmn.

She sits in a corner and pulls out another marble, setting them down to see if she can find N or Zoroark again. ]

[That would be cause for difficulty in a place as opulent as that.

But she'll get two responses for location. Zoroark is closest (on the floor above her) but N is somewhere even higher up.]

[ Signs help everything, though.

Anna scoops up her marbles, and tries to make sure her footsteps are a bit noisy as she looks for Zoroark, carefully hunting down stairs, climbing them, and peeking in rooms. ]

[He's in one of the strange banquet halls, but he doesn't come out even with the noise she's making. Instead he seems to be staring at something, quiet and tail swishing slowly back and forth.

It's a framed painting above a mantle, and the child in the painting looks suspiciously like a small N, dressed in heavy, regal robes with a much larger man standing behind him.]

[ Anna comes up to stare at that too. Its a bit hard to see what its about, but... ]

... Is he somewhere cold?

[ Yes-or-no questions are probably good to work with.

But really, does he need to be wearing all that if its not somewhere cold- ]

[Zoroark shook his head, trying to think of a non-verbal way to answer.

The only thing he can come up with was how N was being groomed to be the "King" of Team Plasma. He moves his paws up, making a circle with his clawed fingers that he held over his furry hair to indicate a crown.]

[ Anna stares, confused, for a moment. ]

... Kings are odd in your world. Mikoto is King, and he does not have to wear a lot of clothing.

[ Probably because the Red Aura is most like that of fire, but. ]

[Zoroark can only shrug at that. He's only ever known N as a king, and how Ghetsis groomed him to be.]

... Should we find him? Kings need friends.

[ Because they get lonely. ]

[Yes, they do. N gets lonely a lot.

Zoroark nods.]

[ Anna nods back, and then fishes out her other marbles to make sure N hasn't gone too far from where he was last time.

Clickclickclick- ]

[Zoroark watches her curiously, tail wagging slowly back and forth. The marbles are interesting but he won't play with them unless he can ask. And since N can't hear him right now...

But the so called king is where he was when she checked earlier. He hasn't moved.]

He is up.

[ And time to scoop up her marbles, and...

Take Zoroark's paw? ]

[Yes, that's fine. He'll be very careful with her hand, too.]

[ Her teeny tiny hand-

Anna will carefully try to find the stairs up, and then up, and up... and look for hints of where N could be on this floor. Or at least, things that kind-of match what she saw in her marble. ]

[Zoroark seems to have a general idea of where N is. Once they reach a certain floor he starts walking a little faster, with a little more confidence in direction.

Eventually they stop in front of what looks like a child's playroom.]

[ That's an odd room to have in a castle. Anna does her best to keep up, and when they stop in front of the play room, she blinks up then peers in. ]

... N?

You shouldn't be here.

[The voice seemed to come from nowhere, echoing through the trashed room. Zoroark raised a claw, though, and gestured to some place behind the skateboard ramp.]

... Why?

[ She's just going to carefully not trip over anything on the way over. Walking very delicately, because its all grey tones. ]

This is my castle. No one should be here.

[Sorry Anna, he's kind of throwing a tantrum. Quietly. But still.]

... Castles are big for a reason.

[ So you can have people about. ]

It's not big. It's missing pieces. People. It's all wrong. I can't hear my friends anymore!

[Zoroark whines quietly at the outburst, staying back even as Anna tries to pick her way through.]

[ Too bad, N, she's going to walk right up to within hugging distance and sit.

And stare up, like a slightly creepy little doll. 'Can't hear my friends'? Anna has to think on that, and maybe N might feel like her staring is reaching a bit deeper than his skin.

Oh. ]

... If its missing people, then why do you say no one should be here.

[ You're contradicting yourself, N. ]

[He's got himself crammed in to a corner between the wall and the skating ramp, huddled up with his arms over his head. There are no tears on his face but he certainly looks like he could have been crying.

An arm moves to peek at Anna, but he doesn't move much more than that.]

I don't know. They just shouldn't. I should be alone. If I can't hear their voices anymore then what good am I?

[He knows he's contradicting himself, but losing a power like that had utterly demolished any joy he could have gotten out of having something familiar returned to him.]

[ Anna thinks for a moment. ]

I can't see any colors anymore; red is gone. [ So he's not the only one missing something, even if it is the voices of... his friends? Anna blinks back at Zoroark, then to N again. ]

I think it is the coral, which means it won't last.

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